I feel so much better inside… just so tired, so weary. This is what I meant to do… now, everyone who reads my book will hold in their hands
a very real part of ‘me’, this grieving mother… my grief, pain from the very depths of my soul in their hands… in the form of a book. I will
be able to ‘hold my pain, grief’ in my hands when my book comes… I’ll hold it gladly… it represents to me… my need to keep Tommy’s memory
alive. … now, maybe everyone will help me carry this load, and help me to remember Tommy. :)))

Prenin, I had to have two books published like you! :))) I’m being silly, joking. I’m proud of you. I am
going to just focus on my blogs, and enjoy making Victoria do some very scary things now. I am so tired
mentally…. I was pushing myself so hard to do this one book, now… it’s reality. I’m so thankful. Now…
Tommy’s memory can stay alive… whenever someone’s eyes light on a page to read… sparking it back into
existence from where it never dies… only waits for someone to notice. I keep feeling everyone will ‘help
me now, to remember Tommy’.